The Turning Inwards: Equinox Blessings
Late morning on a sunny September day. The house is quiet but for the sounds of cars passing outside, accelerating up the hill, their engine noise the only intr...
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The Green Man and the Garden (or, Wake the Witches)
I flinch at the sharp, unexpected pain underfoot and lift my sole, stepping free of a lone, triangular scale from a pine cone with its barb-like point. Noting t...